100 Remix
• Written by LAzY
[Verse 1:
Yo friends called me to set you up
Just poured a 40 for you in a red cup
Cause you from out of town on some tourist shit
Acting like your down on the purest shit
So I came through asked you what block you from
Came to you with glocks you decided to run
If you can't carry rocks why carry a gun
On some Chi Town shit we do this for fun
Our school systems broken like the home
Father in and out of prison feeling like a victim feel alone
They jealous of me mad that I made it
Helpless to the fact that I have what it takes to make it
Catching bullets like it's some pitches
Stay the fuck out my orbit just need some bad bitches
Ask me for favors where the bread at though
She say fuck the haters where the head at though
Run up on you at your grannys house
Break it don't fix it we ain't Manny now
Heart beating fast as 12 chasing a hungry nigga
Been through hell best believe I pulled that trigger
The more stories I tell the more my rep gets bigger
I couldn't even walk to school in the morning
It wasn't cool to walk without a tool enforcing
Thinkin' 'bout the beef like:
Is that shit real or is it frozen shit
Tell em how I feel now we on some zonin shit
I cruise through these streets music on real loud
On the news dead mans tweets be displaying real proud
Chiraq kids are the craziest half a class laying in the ground
Kill a rapper run over a baby just for some street clout
Fuck that gang shit man I just know what i'm about
Hook:
Y'all better not come to my studio with that fake shit
Y'all better not come to my funeral with that fake shit
Y'all better off realizin' there's nothin' that y'all could do wit' me
All I ever asked is keep it eight more than 92 with me, 100
Chi Town niggas, be the craziest, yeah, 100
Chi, all I ever asked is 100
Chi Town niggas, be the craziest, yeah, 100
All I ever asked is 100
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LAzY
Member since June 18 2014